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Tom Quick 



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NOTES AND SUPPLEMENTARY FACTS 



SUGGESTED BY THE 



"Legend of the Delawaee," 

RECENTLY PUBLISHED BY THE AUTHOR, 

HON. WILLIANI BROSS, 

Tvieutenant-Governor of Illinois, 1865-69. 
WITH A CENERAI, REVIEW OF THE VOI<UME, 



Rfa'. ABRAHAM S. GARDINER, A. M., 

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Pastor of the First Presbyterian Church of Milford, Pike County; Pa. 



• POSTKRITY DKLIGHTS IN DETAILS."— John Quincy Adams. 



CHICAGO: 
KNHiHT & LEONARD CO., PRINTERS. 

1888. 






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TO 

Hon. William Bross, 

HONORED IN BOTH CHURCH AND STATE, 

OF UNSWERVING INTEGRITY, 

OF EXALTED PATRIOTISM, 

THE GENEROUS PATRON OF LETTERS, 

THE CONSISTENT FRIEND OF RELIGION, 

THIS LITTLE VOLUME 

IS INSCRIBED, 

WITH SENTIMENTS OF AFFECTION AND HIGH REGARD, 

BY HIS FRIEND, 

THE AUTHOR. 



"LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE." 



OUCH is the title of a volume recently published in 
*^ Chicago. Its author is Hon. William Bross, Lieuten- 
ant-Governor of Illinois, 1865-69. 

The title of the book instantly awakens the interest of 
all dwellers upon either bank of the Upper Delaware. 
The traditions which have come down from the Col- 
onial days, the Indian wars, and the Revolution, are 
in every home. 

The author of the book was born and reared in this 
beautiful valley. His life embraces a period of seventy- 
five years. This carries him back to within twenty 
years of the death of the hero of the story. And as 
during the impressible time of childhood he dwelt 
amid the scenes of not a few of the events which he 
describes, and listened again and again to the narratives 
given of Indian raids, and the exploits of Tom Quick, 
he in his riper years recalls the stories with as great 
ease and vividness as though they had been related to 
him but yesterday. 

This familiar knowledge .enables him to weave into 
his story incidents of pioneer life, descriptions of scenery 
uniquely picturesque, and to present, in a connected 



6 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

whole, broken and scattered fragments of history and 
tradition, which, neglected altogether or left to the 
bald recital of naked facts, would speedily vanish amid 
the shadows of receding years. 

The history of these incidents, as hitherto presented, 
has been like the bones of a skeleton, unromantic and 
repulsive. That they may take their proper place in 
history, and leave a just impression upon the mind of 
the reader, they should be narrated with the circum- 
stances in the midst of which they took place, and the 
motives which prompted them. The presentation of 
these goes far towards not only divesting the fearful 
scenes described of some of their most appalling feat- 
ures, but even of investing them with a dignity and 
heroism which the bare facts themselves would fail to 
reveal. 

This is especially true of the parties brought to the 
reader's attention in the " Legend of the Delaware." 

The Indians therein described are commonly called 
the '' Delawares." The name by which they were known 
among themselves, and by the surrounding tribes, was the 
" Lenni Lenape." This name signifies, '' The Original 
People." They assumed this name to keep in mind the 
tradition, or the fact, that they were the first human 
beings ever created ; and also on the ground of their an- 
tiquity to challenge superiority over all other tribes. They 
claimed to have come from the sunset sea, or the shores 
of the Pacific, and to have followed the course which 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 7 

their prophets assured them would lead to a fairer land 
in the distant East. That as they descended the valley 
of the Mamoisi-Siper, or Mississippi, the Father of 
Waters, they found it already occupied by another race 
of Indians, called the Mengwe, or Iroquois. These 
seemed disposed to move on to the eastward also, and so 
they journeyed in company, two great nations, without 
enmity and without alliance. Having crossed the Mis- 
sissippi, and continuing their line of march, they encoun- 
tered in what is now the valley of the Ohio another 
people, more numerous and powerful than themselves, 
single or combined. These are represented as having 
fortified towns and strongholds; and the tradition is 
favored by some, who identify the Allegwi, for that 
was their name, with the Mound-builders, whose works 
are still traceable in well-defined lines of intelligent 
engineering, and whose posts of observation may still 
be discerned along a chain of bluffs on the banks of 
the Mississippi and its tributaries, from Pittsburg to 
New Orleans. The Allegwi attempted to arrest the 
progress of the strange people, and well-nigh accom- 
plished their purpose ; but the combined and desperate 
resistance of the Mengwe and Lenape not only rendered 
the attempt fruitless, but almost brought about the 
extermination of their opposers. 

Having encamped and tarried awhile in the country 
which they had thus overrun, they resumed their mi- 
gration, until the Lenape, bearing southward, found 



« LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

themselves on the banks of the beautiful Delaware, and 
the Mengwe, or Iroquois, bearing northward, stood 
upon the hills, mountains, and palisades, of the majestic 
Hudson. 

Such was the tradition current among these tribes 
at the discovery and settlement of the country by 
Europeans. 

Assuming that this tradition is based in fact, it finds 
a striking parallel, but on a still grander scale, in the 
mighty movements of the vast populations of Central 
Asia and Northern Europe, when the Huns, Goths, Van- 
dals, swept southward, and the Tartars westward, and 
threatened to engulf or obliterate every trace of Grecian, 
Roman, and even Carthaginian civilization. The move- 
ments of the rude nations of Central Europe, at an earlier 
period, disclose the same restless, migratory spirit. Their 
onward march even then threatened the safety of the 
Roman Empire. It was arrested by Roman legions under 
the command of Julius Caesar. The character of that 
movement, and the methods which for a time gave it an 
effectual check, are graphically presented in " Caesar's 
Commentaries on the Gallic Wars." 

The motives which prompted the Indians of the Del- 
aware, the descendants of the Lenni Lenape, on the one 
hand, and Tom Quick on the other, to the deeds of 
violence and blood, which they committed, were based, 
as we shall show, in the same general principles. Both 
had been victims of cruel wrong. Both were resolved 
upon revenge. 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 9 

The spirit in which the whites had been received by 
the Indians from the landing of the Pilgrims, and the 
still earlier settlement at Jamestown, and also from the 
time, 1609, when Hendrick Hudson discovered the river 
which bears his name, had been one of reverence and 
friendship. 

When the Pilgrims had effected a settlement at 
Plymouth, an Indian named Sassacus, appeared amongst 
them. His first salutation was, ''Welcome, Englishmen I" 
And when Hudson cast anchor just above the Highlands, 
we are told in his report of his adventures, that he there 
met the Lenni Lenape, or as they were afterwards 
called, the Delawares. In their astonishment at the 
strange white-faced men, in dress, bearing, and speech, 
different from their own, who had come in winged canoes 
to their shores, the Indians, full of simple sublimity and 
lofty poetry, called out one to another, " Behold ! the 
Gods are come to visit us!" They at first considered 
these hitherto unknown beings as messengers of peace 
sent to them from the abode of the Great Spirit, and 
they welcomed and honored them with sacrificial feasts 
and with gifts. Their wonder reminds us of Paul and 
Barnabas at Lystra, when the people exclaimed: "The 
gods have come down to us in the likeness of men !" 
And when "the priest of Jupiter which was before their 
city, brought oxen and garlands unto the gates and 
would have done sacrifice with the people." 

That the Indians were disposed to receive the strangers 



lO LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

in a friendly spirit is shown in the account which Hud- 
son presents further in the narrative of his voyage. 
"Above the Highlands," he says, "we found a very loving 
people, and very old men, and were well used." The 
Indians who thus kindly treated him were the Lenape; 
the same who, afterwards, having invited the Mohicans 
of Connecticut to join them, gave the Dutch a cordial 
welcome to the Island of Manhattan. 

It was these Indians, or their descendants, that lived 
in the Valley of the Delaware when, about the year 1733, 
Thomas Quick, the father of the hero of the " Legend," 
built his log house and took up his residence amongst 
them. 

The log house was built in what is now the village 
of Milford, Pike Co., Pa., on the west side of what is 
known as the Van De Mark creek, and about twenty 
rods northwest of the present Broad Street bridge. 
Quick also built a saw-mill on the stream, and a grist-mill 
on the west side of it. The log house and the mills 
stood near together. Less than fifty years ago the sills 
and other timbers of the mills remained undisturbed. 

Quick thus met with no unfriendly reception. He 
had come considerably in advance of other settlers, and 
on an independent line. He no doubt based his claim to 
the privilege of settlement upon the right of discovery 
assumed by Dutch, French and English alike. By this 
assumption the rights of the Indians to their ancient 
grounds were virtually extinguished. The country had 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. II 

not been reduced by conquest. This alleged right by 
discovery seemed, however, sometimes to be compro- 
mised by such dealings with the natives as those which 
were had by William Penn. The rights of the natives 
in the valley of the Upper Delaware were specially 
recognized in what was called, "The Walking Purchase." 
It was the occasional acknowledgment of these rights, 
and the frequent, special, and flagrant violation of them, 
which awakened in the minds of the Indians apprehen- 
sion and hostility. In this part of the valley these 
feelings were further greatly intensified by the deception 
practiced upon them by the whites, in the purchase of 
their furs and game, and especially of their lands. The 
Indians claimed that under the temptations of the set- 
tlers they became stupefied with drink, and when in 
that condition they were led to sell their furs, game, 
and lands, at half their value. Especially was this true 
as to the sale and occupation, in 1736, of the territory 
knows as ''The Walking Purchase." According to the 
best historical testimony which has yet appeared, this 
transaction was, on the part of the whites, " overreach- 
ing" to the last degree. Instead of giving their agents 
directions to walk at the usual gait over the territory — 
for the land to be conveyed by the Indians was to be 
as much as a man could walk through in a day — the 
whites selected their swiftest runners, men of great 
endurance, and told them to stop for neither food nor 
rest, and to run from dawn to dark. Thus eighty-six 



12 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

miles were traversed in a straight line in a single day. 

The tract thereby taken from the Indians, and ap- 
propriated by the whites, embraced a vast territory, 
beginning at what were known as the " Endless Hills," 
on the east side of the Susquehanna River, running 
thence north to the Delaware at Lechawachsein, or 
Lackawaxen ; thence down the Delaware, and around to 
the place of beginning. Within this tract lay what are 
now known as Wayne and Pike counties, and of course 
all the natives within these boundaries became subject 
to the conditions of the alleged treaty. Lands herein 
were no longer the property of the Lenapes. The Six 
Nations, their rival and more powerful neighbors, had 
sold them out to the whites ; and now, in the exercise 
of unlawful but resistless. power, these tribes commanded 
them to withdraw instantly, entirely, and forever from 
the lands which had been thus, without their consent, 
conveyed to strangers. 

The emotions of the Lenapes at this juncture were 
a mixture of humiliation, pathos, resistance, and revenge. 
They were humbled by reason of the ascendancy and 
treachery of the Mengwe, or Iroquois, their ancient 
allies, and of the other Indians who made up the Six 
Nations ; their pathetic feelings were deeply moved at 
the thought of leaving their birth-place, their familiar 
hunting grounds, and the graves of their fathers ; they 
were prompted to resistance by the hope of retrieving 
what had thus been lost ; and to revenge, when all 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 1 3 

power of recovery and resistance was hopelessly gone. 

In the ''Documentary History of New York," Sir 

William Johnson refers to the following extract from 

"the examination of one John Morris, of Lancaster 

county, Pa., who had made his escape from the Dela- 

wares, by whom he had been captured; sworn before 

him, 27th August, 1757: 'The examinant says he often 

heard the Delawares say that the reason of their quar- 

reling with and killing the English, in that part of the 

country, was on account of their lands, which the people 

of Pennsylvania Government cheated them out of, and 

because they drove them from their settlement at 

Shamokin, by crowding upon them, and by that means, 

spoiling their hunting; and that the people of Minisink 

used to make the Indians always drunk whenever they 

traded with them, and then cheated them out of their 

furs and skins ; also wronged them with regard to their 

lands. This he has heard from many of the chiefs and 

oldest men, both in the English and Delaware language, 

which he sufficiently understands.' " 

Smarting under the wrongs which they claimed had 
been thus done them, they forgot the ties of friendship 
and good neighborhood, wherever these existed, and 
included every man, woman, and child, among the set- 
tlers, in the number of those whom, in self-defence or 
revenge, they were bound to destroy. 

Hence, Thomas Quick and his hospitable family 
formed no exception, although they and the Indians 



14 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

had always been on most friendly terms. The Quicks, 
and the settlers near them, were not unaware of the 
dissatisfaction felt by the Indians, as above described, 
yet they took no special precaution to guard them- 
selves against possible danger. Their confidence proved 
fatal. 

Quick and his wife were the first white settlers of 
Milford. Here, in 1734, their eldest son, Thomas, the 
hero of the " Legend,'' was born, and here other children, 
two sons and two daughters, had followed. It is indeed 
alleged that Thomas Quick had only two children, 
Tom, and a son named James, who died at three years 
of age. The authorities are conflicting ; we follow that 
which seems to have been generally received. During 
these peaceful years Quick had gathered around him the 
comforts of a home. He had taken up what land he 
needed, and it had yielded promptly to his cultivation. 
His children had grown to maturity. One of his daugh- 
ters had married. But his wife had died, as also the little 
boy of whom we have spoken. The scattered and quiet 
homes of the settlers now extended up the Valley as far 
Cochccton. But this peaceful scene is soon to change. 
While Quick and his family did not suspect immediate 
danger from the Indians, yet during the years 1756-7 
they spent at least a part of their time in the stone house 
or fort nearly opposite but some distance north of the 
mouth of the Van De Mark, on the Jersey shore. That 
stone house is still standing. It was at that time manned 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 1 5 

by about fifteen or twenty of the Jersey militia, made up 
from the settlers of the immediate neighborhood. On 
one winter's afternoon, Quick and his sons started out 
and crossed the frozen river, to grind a grist at their mill 
on the Van De Mark. This creek runs along the northern 
and eastern boundary of the present borough of Milford, 
and empties into the Delaware. On their return the fol- 
lowing morning, they descended the river bank at Milford 
Eddy. This point is within a stone's throw of the early 
home of the author of the "Legend," on the bluff at the 
east side of the Van De Mark at its mouth. Quick and 
his sons, with their grist, were out a little distance on the 
ice, when the Indians, once their neighbors and personal 
friends, now their foes, and the foes of all who they be- 
lieved had robbed them of their lands, lying in ambush in 
the woods which crowned the banks of the river, suddenly 
opened fire. Quick fell, mortally wounded. His sons, 
Tom, James and Cornelius, and his son-in-law, who had 
not been struck, endeavored in hot haste to bear their 
wounded father away. But he was faint from the shock 
and from loss of blood, and feeling the impossibility 
of escape for himself, urged his sons to fly for their 
lives, and to leave him to his fate. " I am a dead 
man I" he exclaimed, "I can go no further, leave me 
and run for your lives I " This they did with un- 
speakable reluctance. The Indians fired upon them as 
they fled. But the fugitives running in a zig-zag course, 
baffled the aims of their foes, and speeding their way 



1 6 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

over the frozen Delaware, found safety on the opposite 
shore. Pausing presently in their course, they listened. 
The war-whoop and exultant shouts of the Indians 
resounded in the distance, indicating too plainly that 
they were engaged in bloody orgies over their helpless 
and expiring victim. It appears from accounts given at 
a later period that the unfortunate Quick was scalped, 
and that by the hand of Muskwink or Modeline, who 
acted as chief, and who as a boy had been partly raised 
in Quick's hospitable home, that- he was subjected to 
terrible torture, and then watched with savage delight by 
his infuriated tormenters, until death came to his relief. 

The noise of the Indian rifles alarmed the occupants 
of the stone fort. They came rushing out, and hastened 
down to the river only in time to see the tragedy enacted 
on the other side, and to see Tom and his brothers run- 
ning with great speed towards them. The sad tale was 
quickly told. Not knowing the number of the Indians 
that might be in the neighborhgod, the settlers did not 
venture to the rescue of their unfortunate friend. Mrs. 
John T. Quick, who is still living at the age of eighty-nine, 
and who resides with her son on the road from Milford 
to Port Jervis, remembers distinctly hearing, when a little 
girl of nine years, her grandfather, Daniel Van Gorden, 
say that he was one of the militia present, and that when 
Tom Quick reached the Jersey shore he cried, and hol- 
lowed, and screamed, and tore his hair by handfuls out of 
his head, and threw it on the ground. In his frenzy he 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 1 7 

swore that he would never make peace with the Indians 
while God let him live. Mr. Van Gorden said there was 
not a soldier there but shed tears. 

It was this sad event that fired the heart of the 
bereaved and frantic son. Tom was transformed. He 
was from that time forward known as the ''Indian 
Slayer;" or as he called himself, the "Avenger of the 
Delaware." Rough in his manners, having been accus- 
tomed from infancy as much to Indian as to civilized life, 
he had a heart which beat with the warmest affection 
towards all his kindred, and especially his father. _ The 
spot where his father fell beneath the ball and the scalp- 
ing-knife of the Indians, was a Carthaginian altar to him. 
Hamilcar brought his son Hannibal to the altar of the 
gods, that he might there swear eternal enmity to Rome. 
Tom Quick's consecration to the destruction of the 
race whose warriors had wrought the death of his 
father, lacked, indeed, the forms of religious rites, but 
possessed the substance. And no more steadily on a 
wider field did the son of Hamilcar follow out the 
pledges of his youth, than did Tom Quick press on to 
the fulfillment of his vow of vengeance, thinking, as he 
did, "that the blood of the whole Indian race was not 
sufficient to atone for the blood of his father." " His 
oath was not violated. He lived to see the day when 
he could traverse the river from one end to the other 
without encountering a red man." 

Thus we see that the course pursued by both sides, 



1 8 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

as brought to view in the "Legend of the Delaware,'* 
originated in the deepest feeHngs of the human heart, 
and was but a repetition of human history from the 
beginning of time. 

Tom Quick was an uncle of the grandmother of 
Governor Bross, the author of the volume. The little 
maiden who was captured with him by the Indians, and 
who with him escaped from their power, as described 
in the " Legend," was " Maggie," or Margaret, Quick, a 
daughter of Tom's brother James. The story of their 
escape is the thread on which the numerous incidents 
of Tom's eventful life are presented to the reader. 
Their capture near the Water-Gap, their journey into 
the wilderness, their escape, and their winding course, 
and that of companions who joined them on the way, 
till they reached home again, afford frequent occasion 
to describe the matchless scenery through which they 
passed, and to give full play to the author's appreciation 
of the sublime and beautiful in nature. 

The volume also gives the author a, no doubt, long- 
coveted opportunity of redeeming his noted relative 
from the charge of simple savageism, and to show that 
his deeds of daring and blood were not prompted by a 
nature dead from the beginning to all the finer feelings 
of the heart. The Indian finds, as he should do, on 
natural principles of simple justice, many apologists for 
his crimes. Tom Quick deserves the same. He, like 
the Indians, had a warm heart ; and neither the Indians 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 



19 



nor he, without the grossest provocations, would have 
done each other harm. 

Tom's father literally kept open house for the Indians. 
He even partly raised not only Mushwink, or Modeline, 
as we have said, but also several other Indian boys. 
Tom grew up among them, like one of their own children. 
'' He learned to speak the Indian tongue with as much 
ease and fluency as the Indians themselves. He was 
taught by them how to take the otter, the beaver, the 
muskrat, the mink, etc., and by the time he had become 
of suitable age, he was a skilful and expert hunter. 
He imbibed, at an early age, a liking for savage life, 
and became attached to the woods and the pleasures 
of the chase to such a degree, that he could never, in 
after life, be induced to follow, except temporarily, any 
calling beside that of a hunter and trapper." 

But, as we said before, Tom Quick was now trans- 
formed. He took to himself the title of the ''Avenger 
of the Delaware." He who had hitherto been a friend 
of both white and Indian, now carried within him a 
double spirit. Having no sentiment but that of friend- 
ship for the settlers and love for his kindred, he had 
intense hatred and loathing towards the Indians. 

Cato, on a broader field, in the presence of the 
Roman Senate, and with Comparatively little provoca- 
tion, was accustomed to close his speeches with the 
exclamation, " Delenda est Carthago !" " let Carthage be 
destroyed !" Those who heard him, applauded, and his 



20 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

name appears high in history as a Roman patriot. 
The appeal of Cato was prompted by jealousy of the 
rising and rival power of Carthage. '' Let the Indians 
be destroyed !" was the sentiment of Tom Quick. Be- 
tween the two, as regards provocation, Tom Quick 
stands upon the higher ground. 

The " Legend of the Delaware " presents as many of 
he traditional incidents of Tom Quick's life as was 
Consistent with the design of the story. The author 
gently draws a veil over the darkest deeds of the 
"Avenger," as he does likewise over the desperate, 
wholesale slaughter and desolation wrought by murder- 
ous Indians, stung to madness by the consciousness of 
their wrongs. 

That the Indian had reason to love the land he was 
forced to leave, is clearly shown in the graphic descrip- 
tion which the author of the " Legend " gives of the 
region where these dreadful events took place. His 
descriptions are not the product of mere fancy — they 
are true to life. And well they may be; for the author 
was in childhood and youth as familiar with them as 
Tom Quick himself. As we read the pages of the 
" Legend," we can see that the author breathes in every 
line. The production was the labor of love and enthu- 
siasm combined. In it the author lived over the 
delightful experiences of his early home. From the 
precipitous bank upon which that home was built, he 
looked out daily upon the silver waters of the winding 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 21 

Delaware. In the quiet of a summer night he could 
hear the continuous sound of the "Sawkill Falls." In 
the long winter evening hours he listened, as only a 
child can listen, to the stories of Indian warfare. The 
echoes of the war-whoop and the crack of the rifle 
seemed to be still ringing in the air. And this might 
well be so; for then not more than forty years had 
passed since the close of the war of the Revolution, 
and Tom Quick himself had died within half that 
period, and his grave was only a few miles away. 

The glowing descriptions of scenery which the '' Le- 
gend " contains, find abundant confirmation with every 
passing year. The crowds of visitors and tourists that 
annually thread these hills and valleys, visit the cascades 
and waterfalls, and look down from " Utter's Cliff" upon 
the fertile farms at its base ; or with adventurous dar- 
ing, climb - Hawk's Nest," and thence survey the valley, 
east and west, of the ancient Minisink, all bear testi- 
mony, consciously or unconsciously, to the claim the 
region had upon the love, the daring, of the aboriginals, 
and to the reason and reasonableness of the sacrifices 
which they made of themselves and all they had in its 
defence. 

The exploits of Tom Quick in his relentless warfare 
upon the Indians have been repeated so long and so 
often through the valley of the Delaware, that a casual 
inquiry will frequently bring out some incident or nar- 
rative that has come to the knowledge of the person 



22 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

questioned. Since beginning this article, the writer has 
spoken to two lads that have brought from among the 
hills his winter wood, and at the mere mention of Tom, 
they went on to tell an incident of his life. Near the 
same time, the colored woodsawyer was asked about 
Tom. He replied, while his countenance lighted up, 
and his head shook with pleasing satisfaction, " Oh, yes, 
I've heard of Tom Quick. I've had a good many stories 
told me about him." 

The stories concerning Tom Quick were collected 
about thirty-five years ago, and published first in a 
weekly journal, and then in a duodecimo volume of 
some two hundred and sixty pages. Its author was 
James E. Quinlan, of Monticello, Sullivan Co., New 
York. The collection displays diligent and patient 
research. Many of the incidents therein recorded, had 
they been left uncollected until this day, would probably 
have vanished forever from the memory of man. That 
volume has been long out of print. I have a copy 
near me as I write. The narratives in it are unembel- 
lished. They are presented, some of them, in appalling 
detail, and in this respect, lack the literary finish and 
romance which distinguish the " Legend of the Dela- 
ware." 

The deadly rifle of Tom Quick robbed many an 
Indian wigwam of its husband, father, and head, and 
the tribe of many a brave. Long after what the 
Indians called *' peace times " had come, one and another 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 



23 



of their number continued to fall. An Indian prophet 
was consulted. He declared that "the missing braves 
had fallen victims to the rifle of Tom Quick, who yet 
haunted the forests of the Delaware like an evil spirit." 
In the council which followed, "a brave, whose only- 
brother had disappeared with the others, sprang to his 
feet. 'Brothers!' he exclaimed, 'Tom Quick must die. 
One by one, in the silent forest, he has blasted the 
noblest of our tribe, as the mighty oak is rent by the 
forked lightning. Their squaws and their little ones 
mourn for them, and hunger for the venison which is 
no longer seen in their lodges. Brothers, ere another 
moon, I shall go toward the rising sun, and never return 
till the scalp of our enemy is taken. Must I, the last 
of my father's sons, seek the war-path alone? I have 
spoken.' Two other braves volunteered to go with him, 
and the council broke up." 

Leaving their homes on the bank of a Western river, 
they started on their enterprise. More than a year 
passed by before they learned where Quick could be 
found. They had watched from the ''season of snow 
to the season of flowers." " Their friends had listened 
anxiously for their home-bound footsteps from moon to 
moon, but they did not return." At last, when these 
Indian avengers had discovered the object of their 
search, it was only to fall beneath his unerring rifle or 
to flee before him. When they thought they had him 
in their power, he discovered and circumvented them. 



24 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

Two fell upon the spot, not knowing that their enemy- 
was near them. The other fled, only to bear the sad 
tidings to his friends at home. 

It would fill a volume to recount and comment upon 
all the achievements of these deadly antagonists. 

Tom Quick was not destined to fall by the hand of 
Indian foes, nor to be successfully captured by white 
men. The authorities of the general government had, 
however, often resolved to arrest Tom, and on the death 
of Muskwink, they made the attempt. They feared that 
his deeds might bring on another Indian war. During, 
or about, the holidays that followed Muskwink's death, 
which took place in the autumn, the arrest was made. 
Tom was at the time near Carpenter's Point, New 
York. The officers were to take him to Newton, New 
Jersey, and there bring him to trial. On their way to 
Newton, it became known through the country round 
that Tom had been arrested, and that his life might be 
the forfeit for the death of Muskwink. 

A rescue was immediately resolved on. The course 
of the officers would lead them past Christopher Decker's 
tavern. Daniel Van Gorden, who, as we have seen, wit- 
nessed the tragic death of Tom's father at the hands of 
Muskwink and his companions, planned a ruse in the 
shape of a frolic at the inn. He went through the 
neighborhood and raised all the neighbors he could, men 
and women, old and young, and before night set in there 
was a large and lively company assembled. Shortly after 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 25 

dark the officers who had Tom in charge, drove up. Tom 
was in the back part of the sled, bound with cords. Just 
as they were driving up, the doors of the tavern were 
thrown open, and all went out to the stoop to greet them. 
Van Gorden fiddled, and everybody pretended to be 
glad at Tom's capture. The sled stopped, and all must 
have something to drink. The bottles and glasses were 
taken out to the company in the sled. Tom was not only 
tied, but guarded by men set to watch him. But before 
he goes off, the neighbors must treat Tom, as well as the 
rest. While all were drinking, and Van Gorden, to use 
his own words, stood and sawed his fiddle as hard as he 
could, to draw off the officers' attention, the neighbors cut 
the ropes which bound Tom. Tom jumped out of the 
sled and made for the river. He ran along its eastern 
shore until he was abreast of the lower end of '* Punkey's 
Island," where he plunged in amid ice and snow, and 
struggled on until he reached the Pennsylvania side. The 
officers did not attempt to follow him. The darkness was 
such they could not see him. Besides, they discovered 
that the frolic was a ruse, and that they were among Tom 
Quick's determined friends. 

Some say the tavern was kept by Ben Hornbeck, the 
father of Jacob Hornbeck, now an old man living on his 
farm at Montague, New Jersey, and grandfather of Jacob 
Cuddeback Hornbeck, who lives with his father, and who 
owns the grist-mill near the mouth of the Sawkill, at 
Milford. 



26 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

The incident here narrated was given to the writer by- 
old Mrs. Quick, already mentioned. She had it from the 
lips of her grandfather, who got up the frolic and the 
rescue, and who was the fiddler of the occasion. 

But still Tom was not yet entirely out of danger, 
The government offered a reward for his capture, and 
over a hundred men undertook the task. After Tom had 
crossed the Delaware he hastened to the house of Corne- 
lius DeWitt, a farmer in the neighborhood, and having 
dried his saturated clothing, and received some refresh- 
ment, he withdrew and hid away among the hills. His 
friend. Jacobus Rosekranz, was, as usual, true to him in 
this emergency. Once a week, despite the vigilance of 
those anxious to get the government reward, he visited 
Punkey's Island. He went there in the silence and 
darkness of midnight. His friend Rosekranz was in 
waiting to meet him, to discuss affairs, and to furnish 
him necessary supplies. Thus once a week for six weeks 
they met. After a while the public excitement subsided ; 
the current of feelings, always cordial towards Tom, 
grew deeper and stronger among the settlers ; and the 
''Avenger" returned in peace to the society of his 
friends. A new illustration was thus given of his versa- 
tile resources. He had before proved an overmatch for 
savage cunning; he now proved too much for civilized 
vigilance stimulated by cupidity. -^ 

Tom Quick, as already remarked, was not destined 
to fall by the hand of Indian or white man. He died 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 2/ 

in peace about five miles from where he was born. It 
is a matter of tradition but not of fact, that Tom died of 
that virulent disease, small-pox. His savage foes, when 
they heard of his death, resolved to secure his dead body 
and burn it to ashes. In the accomplishment of their 
purpose, they brought forth from the grave a veritable 
Samson. The disease of which he had died, it is 
asserted, inoculated the whole tribe ; " so that the dead 
which he slew in his death were more than they which • 
he slew in his life." 

Since this last sentence was written, the writer has 
learned from Mr. Jacob DeWitt, who lives next door to 
the ''Half-Way House," on the Port Jervis road, that 
his grandfather, Cornelius DeWitt, who was once cap- 
tured and taken by Indians to Canada, knew Tom 
Quick well; and that Lodowick DeWitt, Jacob's father, 
had told him that Tom Quick died in 1796, in a log 
house owned by Jacobus Rosekranz. That the house 
stood at the foot of the lane which leaves the Milford 
and Port Jervis road at " Buttermilk Falls," and on the 
right or west bank of the Delaware, directly opposite 
"Sheep Pasture Island," and about fifty yards from 
the river's edge. The house built afterwards by Mr. 
Rosekranz, was erected upon the same foundation, and 
is still there. 

Tom was buried not far away, on the farm now 
owned by William Rose, son of Benjamin H. Rose, and 
grandson of Frederick Rose. To Frederick Rose his 



28 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

grand-children have erected a handsome monument of 
granite, which can be seen from the main road. The 
plot is enclosed by a solid stone wall. Mr. Rosekranz died 
some thirty-five years after, and was buried in the same 
plot with Tom. The simple stone which marked Tom's 
grave, though uninscribed, is still there, and people in 
that neighborhood know it well. Mr. Jacob DeWitt 
says' that his father took him to see it often when he was 
a boy. 

The "Maggie" of the ''Legend" was, as already 
stated, the niece of Tom Quick. Gore, with whom she 
made the pleasant voyage down the stream to Shohola, 
was not permitted to realize the possible dreams of 
that romantic journey. Later came another. When 
Abraham Winfield first saw Margaret Quick, he was a 
lieutenant in the Continental army. This first interview 
was the forerunner of a married life of rare enjoyment. 
Of the eleven children which God gave them, the sixth 
was Jane, who became the wife of Moses Bross. Lieu- 
tenant Winfield, her father, died in 1813, a few months 
before her eldest son, William, the author of the " Le- 
gend," was born. 

The old log house, where Abraham and Margaret 
Winfield spent their later years, was built in what is 
known as " The Clove," in Montague township. New 
Jersey, about two miles southeast of Port Jervis, New 
York. The Winfield family and the Log House are the 
subject of a separate article in this interesting volume. 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 29 

It was written by the author for his Chicago paper, 
the "Tribune," in 1852-3, and twenty years later was 
repubhshed in the " Port Jervis Gazette." This tribute 
to the friends and scenes of other years is most touch- 
ing and dehghtful. Any extracts or condensation would 
only mar the beauty of the description. One page is 
devoted to a picture of ''The Old Log House." It, 
like all the illustrations of the book — save the first, 
the engraved likeness of the author — is from the gifted 
pencil of Miss May O. Root, the accomplished daughter 
of the author's distinguished friend, the well-known 
musical writer, Dr. Geo. F. Root, of Chicago. The 
picture, "The Old Log House," is in perfect keeping 
with the narrative. The reader cannot contemplate it 
but with deep emotion. So humble a home, and yet 
the radiating point of such extended and absorbing 
history ! 

A person of any measure of sensibility cannot view 
an ancient dwelling, abandoned and going to decay, 
without thinking of the many hearts which, through its 
long history, beat beneath its roof — what hopes and 
joys thrilled, or what sorrows desolated. And when 
fancy folds her wings and gives place to veritable 
history; when history brings to view the ever-changing 
drama of colonial and border life, and reveals to the 
inquirer scenes so real and yet so romantic, then every 
spot which the subjects of her story have trodden, 
becomes almost sacred. Among such spots, none is so 



30 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

fraught with interest as the home. If that home be a 
log-cabin, and especially one which has sheltered be- 
neath its humble roof such a hero and heroine as were 
Abraham and Margaret Winfield, the interest is in- 
tensified, and all the humbleness of the cabin and its 
surroundings is lost in the effulgence which attends 
their names. 

The tribute which is paid by the author of the 
" Legend " to this ancient home, and especially to the 
venerable grandmother who often welcomed him when 
a boy to its hospitalities, is the outcome of a generous 
and noble nature. It is vivid with affecting recollec- 
tions. And the reverent visit to the graves of the dead 
— graves whose stones, through the lapse of years, had 
become covered with lichens, which the grandson re- 
moved with careful hand, strikes the tenderest chords of 
the human soul. Of the eleven children of those who 
there sleep side by side, only two, Catherine and Julia, 
the eighth and eleventh, we are told, were living when 
a family gathering of the descendants took place at 
"Aunt Katy's," near Bedford, Ohio, in 1882. The rest 
have, like their parents, gone down to the grave. The 
two survivors live, the one near Lake Erie, the other at 
Morris, Illinois, in the valley of the Mississippi. 

Of that once numerous family, it may be said in the 
sweet stanza of Mrs. Hemans' : 

"They grew in beauty, side by side, 

They filled one home with glee; 
Their graves are severed far and wide. 

By mount, and stream, and sea," 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 3 1 

We can well understand the secret of the love which 
the honored author of the " Legend " cherishes for the 
valley of the Delaware. Here he was born. Here his 
ancestors lived and died, and here are their graves. 
Here he spent his boyhood and early youth, under the 
eye of beloved parents. Here, in the midst of entranc- 
ing natural scenery, all of which is associated with 
many a delightful adventure, he inhaled health from 
every breeze, and laid the foundation of a physical 
constitution which has stood the heavy and constant 
strain of three score and fifteen years. 

Not many miles from the graves of Abraham and 
Margaret Quick, and within sight of the boyhood home 
of their grandson. Governor Bross, rises a symmetrical 
tower from the Presbyterian Church of Milford, and 
from it every Sabbath a sweet-toned bell sends forth 
notes of invitation through all the surrounding region 
to the sanctuary of God. And from the same stately 
structure a noble clock announces both day and night, 
and all through the week and year, the passing hours. 
Upon the bell is this inscription : 

MEMORIAL TO 

ONE OF THE FOUNDERS AND FIRST ELDERS 

OF THIS CHURCH. 

THE GIFT OF HIS ELDEST SON, 

MxUiam, 

WHO JOINED, AUGUST 29TH, 1832. 

Christmas, 1886. 



32 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

And on the clock is a silver plate bearing these 
words : 

A MEMORIAL TO 

WIFE OF ELDER MOSES BROSS, 

ONE OF THE EIGHT ORIGINAL MEMBERS 

OF THIS CHURCH, 

FROM HER ELDEST CHILD, 

Christmas^ 1886. 

The inscriptions tell the story of the gifts and the 
giver. Under the inspiration of these gifts the tower 
was built. Willing hearts and hands united in carrying 
the work on to its completion. Its commanding pros- 
pect repays the effort. From the windows of the tower 
the observer looks out upon a scene of beauty, a com- 
bination of hill and plain, river, valley, and mountain, 
which, experienced travellers, and the author of the 
" Legend " among them, being judges, has no superior 
within the same compass, in our own or in foreign lands. 

On the west may be seen a range of hills crowned 
with stately forests. Hidden among them, and only a 
mile away, are the " Sawkill Falls," which are pronounced 
by tourists more picturesque than even the *' Falls of 
Minnehaha." In the same direction may be seen the 
imposing structure called " Gray Towers," the summer 
residence of one who, like the author of the '' Legend," 
cherishes with strong affection the scenes of his child- 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 33 

hood, and the memories of early years. On the south is 
the Milford Cemetery, which for beauty of situation 
excites the admiration of all who visit it. On the east 
lies ''that grand expansion of the Shawangunk mount- 
ains which bounds the valley of the Delaware till the 
river breaks through the Water-Gap, near which the 
Indians captured Tom and his niece." Through the val- 
ley at the foot of this mountain range, winds the lovely 
Delaware like a thread of silver, pursuing its sinuous 
course to the sea. On the north may be seen the range 
of hills continuing from the west, and at the foot of the 
range is the valley of the Van DeMark, on whose right 
bank is the spot where Thomas Quick, the first pioneer 
in this region, and, as has been said, the first settler 
within the present limits of the Borough of Milford, 
built his log-cabin, and in 1733 took up his permanent 
residence. 

Thus the tower presents to the tourist a scene of 
beauty; and to the inquirer after facts connected with 
the early settlement of the valley lying at his feet, it 
suggests a history. It must be admitted to be a striking 
circumstance that this tower should overlook the very 
spot where the first settler, Thomas Quick, established 
his home; and that the sound of the bell and clock 
should be heard through all this valley, not only where 
Quick's cabin stood, and over the blufT where was the 
early home of the author of the "Legend," but also 
far away over the graves of Tom Quick, and of Abra- 
ham and Margaret Winfield. 



34 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

The place where Quick built his cabin is not far 
from the church. A walk of a quarter of a mile will 
bring us to it. Its history can be easily traced. It 
was bought by its present owner, John Hysson, some 
twenty years ago, from Abraham, a son of Henry Win- 
field, who was in turn at once the second son and 
second child of Abraham and Margaret Winfield, and 
grandson of James Quick, brother of Tom, and hence 
great-grandson of Thomas Quick, father of Tom and 
James, and the original owner of the place. 

Thomas Quick took the land at the outset under 
the generally asserted right of continental discovery ; 
and also without the slightest opposition from its Indian 
proprietors. THIS WAS TOM QuiCK's BIRTHPLACE. 
Here he grew up to early manhood ; and here he lived 
till his father's tragical death. 

Hence when the tourist or the citizen ascends the 
tower, and reads the inscriptions on the clock and bell, 
he will see with what propriety they are there ; and he 
will not fail also to perceive that while the tower stands 
as a monument to the enterprise of its builders, it also 
stands as an incidental yet real memorial of the enter- 
prise and merits of Thomas Quick and his descendants, 
who during the era of frontier settlement braved the 
exposures of the wilderness, and the hostility of savage 
tribes, that they might prepare the way for the pros- 
perity and happiness of their posterity, and help to lay 
solid foundations for the enjoyment in America of civil 
and religious freedom. 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 35 

"Aye, call it holy ground, 

The soil where first they trod, 
They have left unstained what there they found — 

Freedom to worship God." 

We are glad this monument has been erected. As 
the completion of a sanctuary of God ; as the product 
of self-denial and liberality; as an index to colonial 
and revolutionary history; as a symbol of the Christian 
Faith ; we hail it with delight. It has a just, historic, 
moral, religious object. Let it therefore stand ! " Let 
it meet the sun in his coming ; let the earliest light of 
the morning gild it, and parting day linger and play 
on its summit! " 

This very afternoon, while engaged in this review 
of the " Legend," and when drawing near its comple- 
tion, the writer received a welcome letter from its 
author. In it he alludes to the clock and bell. His 
words deserve, and shall have, a place in the conclusion 
of what has been to the writer, a delightful privilege and 
labor of love. 

"I am grateful," says he, "to my Heavenly Father 
that I have been able to make the people, among whom 
my happy boyhood was passed, so acceptable a present. 
I have simply done my duty to the memory of my 
ever-honored parents, who gave me so vigorous a 
physique, and whatever of intellectual success and moral 
worth, I may be supposed to possess. To them, under 
the dear Lord, I owe it all." 



36 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

And now we close. The actors in the scenes de- 
scribed in the *' Legend of the Delaware," have passed 
away. The last of the Lenni Lenape has retreated 
from the rivers, and streams, and hunting grounds, among 
the hills and mountains and valleys of the Delaware, 
and from the graves of their fathers. Not only so. 
Their nation, as such, has ceased from the unequal strug- 
gle waged so long with the white man, and have, one 
and all, passed to the spirit-land. Soon 

"Oblivion's purple wave 
Will 'whelm their deeds, their names, their memories," 

It is, however, stated that, during recent years, some 
of the descendants of the Lenni Lenape or Delawares 
have been found in the remote West, and have proved 
skilful guides to travelers through the intricate passes 
of the Rocky Mountains. Can it be that these are 
unconsciously retracing the steps of their ancestors, and 
seeking the ancient home upon the shores of the '' Sunset 
Sea?" 

Despite the tradition which we have related, and 
which reduces to ashes the hero of the " Legend," Tom 
Quick sleeps, as does " Maggie," the quiet sleep of the 
grave. The Delaware, which they loved so well, flows 
between them. On its opposite banks, but not far apart, 
they rest. Its waters, in their onward sweep, mingle 
their murmurs with the sighing of the pines, the hem- 
locks, and the maples, in solemn requiem above their 
slumbering dust. 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 3/ 

The scalping-knife of the Indian no longer flashes in 
the light of blazing dwellings ; his tomahawk is no 
longer buried in the heads of hapless victims. The rifle 
of the exasperated settler breaks not now the stillness 
of the forest with its startling and deadly crack. 

Muskwink, or Modeline, who slew Tom's father, and 
who in later years fell by the hand of the son ; Canope, 
the last of the ninety and nine that make up the roll 
of those who similarly perished ; and all the nation of 
the Lenni Lenape, and all the enterprising and im- 
perilled settlers, have now for a century of years ceased 
from mutual hatred and slaughter, and rested in the 
repose of death. Upon their known and unknown 
graves rests at last the calumet of peace. The frauds 
of the " Walking Purchase," and the treacherous death 
of Quick, the pioneer, have wrought out their disastrous 
results, and are no longer felt as factors in the affairs 
of men. The "Avenger of the Delaware " himself pur- 
sues no more, with deadly hate, the track of the red 
man. Friend and foe, " Avenger " and avenged — 

" Like bubble on fountain, 
Like spray on the river, 
Like shadow on mountain, 
Have passed, and forever." 

Before laying aside my pen, it may be added that 
since this review was begun an announcement has been 
made that the life of Tom Quick has been dramatized 
by Judge Allerton of Port Jervis, under the title of 



38 LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 

''Tom Quick, the Avenger; or, One Hundred for One," 
and that the drama will soon be put upon the stage. 

The writer v/ould feel that he had failed in his duty 
to the living and the dead, should he close without 
saying that Tom Quick's grave deserves a monument, 
which shall perpetually mark the spot. He was a strik- 
ing and peculiar figure in the period of colonial history. 
A monument to his memory would direct the attention 
of the youth of this and coming generations to that 
rugged epoch. It v/ould quicken inquiry respecting 
the causes of alienation between the natives and the 
settlers. It would show the estimate in which Tom 
Quick was held by the children of his contemporaries. 
It would bring anew to view his deeds of daring, and 
the motives which prompted them. Tom Quick was 
the protector of his friends, the terror of his foes. His 
fame traveled westward with the discomfited and 
retreating tribes. It reached the base of the Rocky 
Mountains ; it passed over them ; and it is said that the 
name of Tom Quick, at this very day, sends a thrill of 
terror among the Indians who hear it even casually 
spoken, whether dwelling in the valleys of the great 
rivers of the West, or upon the shores of the Pacific. 

Should such a monument be erected, a long-neglected 
duty would be discharged. The completion of such a 
work would furnish an admirable opportunity for his- 
torical reminiscence. It would give rise to a careful 
analysis of the motives which prompted Indian and 



LEGEND OF THE DELAWARE. 39 

settler to deadly strife. The mantle of charity would 
be thrown over the actors and their deeds, because the 
light of impartial history would be turned upon them. 
For the performance of such a duty, for the fulfill- 
ment of such a trust, the writer knows of no one so well 
qualified, so admirably adapted by personal knowledge, 
by culture, extended observation, and life-long sympathy 
with the theme proposed, as the Author of 

''The Legend of the Delaware." 



The Terrible Blizzard. 



THE TERRIBLE BLIZZARD. 



Tiri^ITING to a friend in Chicago, Rev. Mr. Gardiner 

All day and all night long the clock and the bell tell 
their hourly story. The tones are sweet indeed. Dur- 
ing the terrific storm of March 12-13, and in the 
midnight hours, I wrote the lines which I inclose. They 
were strictly impromptu. They were born of that 
tempest. They are in part addressed to the tower 
and its precious contents. I did not sleep any that 
dreadful night. I sat in my chair near the fire, while 
Mrs. Gardiner rested on the sofa near by. I could 
hear the clock above the roar of the tempest. I was 
happy indeed to find that the tower had stood the test. 
Our house yielded somewhat, and I think a little more 
pressure would have brought it down upon our heads. 
Yet outside in the cold and driving snow, exposure for 
an hour, would have proved fatal. 



43 



THE IMPERILED TOWER 

OF THE MILFORD PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH, 



[Impromptu. Written at the parsonage during the unprecedented 
violence of the midnight storm, March 12-13, 1S88.] 



BY REV. A. S. GARDINER. 



Air — " The Star Spa7igled Bantier.'" 



" O, say can you see, by the dawn's early light, 

What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming 
For the tempest has howled through the terrible night, 
Wild winds far and near have been frightfully screaming. 
Yes ! it catches the blaze, 
Of the morning's first rays. 
And this proof of its stanchness most grandly displays ! 

'Tis the Tower of our Temple ! May it ever remain 
Encircled with beauty, hill, river, and plain. 

II. 

'Mid the darkness profound we were strong in our hope 
That timber and buttress would hold to each mooring ; 

For the Clock gave proof houriy of their vigor to cope 
With the tempest — in numbers distinctly assuring. 
44 



THE TERRIBLE BLIZZARD. 45 

It proclaimed every hour 
With its magical power, 
Speaking out from the depths of our beautiful Tower. 

'Tis the Tower of our Temple ! etc. 



III. 

All through the broad streets not a glimmer was seen 

To relieve with its ray the deep gloom most appalling 
Each home seemed to hide 'neath the dark as a screen 
From the face of the Storm-King incessantly calling ; 
But the sonorous swell 
Of our musical bell 
Repeated, like watchman at midnight, "All's well!" 



*Tis the Tower of our Temple ! etc. 

IV. 

But aloft towards the sky with its face to the gale. 

Stood the Tower, every sound like a sentinel catching, 
Peering out in the darkness, 'mid wind, snow, and hail. 
Its framework thus tested, their violence matching. 
It stood firm at its post. 
While in fury the host 
Of these legions embattled swept from mountain to coast. 

'Tis the Tower of our Temple ' etc. 

V. 

Long, long, may'st thou stand despite earthquake and storm 
Long, long, may be seen afar lifted on high, 

In sunlight, and moonlight, and starlight, thy form ! 
Long the star on thy summit rival stars in the sky ! 



46 THE TERRIBLE BLIZZARD. 

And thine arrowy bar 
Swayed by winds from afar, 
Point truly and always to Bethlehem's Star. 

'Tis the Tower of our Temple ! etc. 

VI. 

Yes ! Abide where thou standest till the dawn of that day 

When the heavens in loud uproar shall to chaos be sweeping ; 
Then shall soar from thine ashes, like the Phenix, away, 
The Truth which through ages shall have been in thy keeping- 
The Gospel of Glory 
Salvation's glad story, 
Rung no more from the Tower then in service grown hoary. 

Lo ! the Tower of our Temple ! it encounters in vain 
Wild chaos engulfing hill, river, and plain ! 






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